Sam couldn't take his eyes off Alia, who still stood there, looking at him calmly as if it were perfectly fine. Yet he didn't want to leave either, afraid of losing this chance to see more of her body. It was wrong and inappropriate, but he couldn't help his desire.
Alia wasn't as calm as she seemed, though. She had been thinking about Sam nonstop since their sinful night, and she missed his touch so much that her pussy had been throbbing constantly. And to make things worse, Sam may date another woman who could give him everything she couldn't. That thought alone made her heart ache with sadness and jealousy.
She didn't want to give him up to anyone, but she also knew she had no right to do so. Yet when Sam walked into the bathroom with his erection poking against his shorts and his eyes staring at her lustfully, she couldn't stop herself from inviting him inside. She wanted to be with him, touch him, kiss him... just like last time.
If only they weren't family...
Pushing aside the guilt and doubts, Alia gave Sam a seductive smile and slowly approached him. "Come on, Sam. I'm already naked here. So, you have seen everything anyway, right? There's nothing more to hide. Just get in the shower."
Sam stood rooted in place, torn between his rational mind and his carnal instincts. Alia was so close to him that he could feel her warm breath on his chest and smell her sweet, flowery scent.
His eyes flicked down to her full breasts and the valley between them, then to her slim waist and wide hips, and finally to her pussy with a small patch of hair on top. It looked wet and puffy like she was already aroused, and he couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to touch and taste her there.
Alia watched Sam's eyes wander over her body and smirked inwardly. She didn't feel ashamed or shy, only excited and eager.
Reaching out, she placed her hand on Sam's chest and gently traced the outline of his muscles, feeling them twitch under her fingertips. He had a nice, firm body, unlike her late husband's. Not that she would compare them, but it was undeniable that Sam's physique was more attractive to her now.
Her hand then went lower to the hem of his shorts, where his hard cock was making a tent, threatening to rip through the fabric. With a bold move, she hooked her fingers inside and pulled them down, releasing his cock.
Both of them gasped at the sudden action. Sam because he was shocked by how Alia just exposed his dick, and Alia because she felt his thick, heavy length slap against her stomach, making her shudder.
"Oh, my..." Alia swallowed hard and looked up at Sam shyly. "Sam... It's so big... is it because of me?"
Sam was too flustered to speak and could only nod, not trusting himself to utter a word. He felt like he was in a dream where everything was surreal and unbelievable. How could Alia be this bold and daring? It was not like her at all, yet it turned him on so much.
"I guess it's normal, then. It's a natural reaction of a man." Alia licked her lips, her eyes still fixed on Sam's cock. "You must be uncomfortable, right? Why don't you take care of it? It's not good to hold it in."
"What... do you mean, Mom?"
"You know what I mean." Alia glanced at Sam meaningfully. Then she took his hand and placed it on his dick. "Touch yourself and release. I'm sure you know how to relieve this."
Sam's hand instinctively closed around his shaft, but he didn't move it. He stared at Alia incredulously. Was she telling him to jerk off in front of her? Was she serious? But why? Why was she doing this to him? Did she enjoy seeing him in such a state? Or did she want something else?
The questions were swirling in Sam's mind, but he couldn't voice them. He only knew that his hand was moving now, slowly stroking his cock while staring at Alia's beautiful, naked body. It was so erotic, and he couldn't stop, not when Alia didn't say anything or stop him.
As Sam pleasured himself, Alia walked backwards towards the shower area, her eyes never leaving him. She then leaned against the wall, spreading her legs slightly and placing her hand on her pussy.
She began to touch herself, her fingers rubbing her clit and dipping inside her hole. Her breathing became heavier, and soft moans escaped her lips as she watched Sam jerk off with a pained yet lustful expression on his face.
"Ahhh... Sam... I haven't done this for so long... Don't mind if I join you, okay?" Alia whispered between moans, her fingers moving faster on her pussy.
For a moment, Sam wondered if he was dreaming again, if everything was just a product of his imagination. However, this time, he was sure it was real, too vivid and intense to be a dream.
The fact that Alia was touching herself while looking at him with such lust made him throb with desire. And it made him go faster, pumping his cock harder.
"Oh... fuck... Mom... You're so hot..." Sam groaned. His eyes feasted on her body as he stroked himself, from her blushing cheeks to her bouncing breasts down to her spread legs, where her wet, swollen pussy glistened.
The sounds of their breathing and moans filled the bathroom, along with the obscene noises of their hands on their private parts. It was so lewd, so dirty, yet thrilling.
"Sam... Ahh... Are you close? Are you going to shoot your cum from that beautiful, big dick?" Alia asked in a breathy voice, her eyes glazed over with lust. "Do it, baby. Cum for Mommy."
Hearing those words from Alia, Sam felt his orgasm build up quickly. His hips thrust into his fist, chasing the pleasure, wanting to explode. But at the same time, he wanted Alia to cum with him.
"Yes, Mom... I'm so close... cum with me... Please..."
"Mmm... Oh, yes! I'm almost there too! Just a bit more!"
Alia increased her pace, her fingers plunging in and out of her pussy while rubbing her clit with her thumb. Her breasts bounced wildly, and her eyes fixed on Sam's cock, imagining how it would feel to have that inside her.
Then, with a loud moan, she came, her juices flowing out of her pussy and dripping down her thighs. "Ahhh! Sam! I'm cumming!"
Seeing Alia orgasm made Sam lose it too. His cock jerked in his hand as his cum shot out forcefully, hitting Alia's stomach and thighs. The white, thick liquid slowly trickled down, making a mess on her smooth skin.
"Mom!" Sam grunted, still stroking himself until he milked out every last drop.
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